I Don't Think She's a Fan

Alright, I told you a couple of weeks ago that I wasn't going to get too political on here. However, when a woman called me up and was slurring her speech and going on a rant about anything and everything I had to record it. Here is the video and I apologize for the shoddy video editing skills. This is not necessarily a commentary, rather a representation of her thoughts and words in visual form.

Carvin' Up a Storm

You know how a couple of weeks ago I said how I would try to keep the posts focused and embrace brevity? Well, I don't think today is going to be one of those days. You've been forewarned.

Thanks to everyone for the kind words about the entries in the Current section of the Paducah Sun on Thursdays. It's been a lot of fun so far and I appreciate Adam Shull asking me to participate. And if you get tired of reading mine, at least Laura K is to my left. She's way prettier than me!

How famous do you have to be to endorse a candidate, rather than support him or her? Do handlers ever get upset at Larry King Live for not throwing out the endorsement tag? I'm betting so. Speaking of the background of TV shows, it would be really funny if a smart, talented, woman from Chicago wrote and starred in a show about the backdrop of a SNL-type show. I bet that would be really funny. I bet it would win awards. I bet no one would watch the show until she ingeniously imitated a Journalism major student from the University of Idaho who likes to shoot moose.

I went out a couple of times over the weekend. I forgot how ridiculously friendly people are in St. Louis. It was awesome. I had so many random conversations with people throughout the weekend and I wasn't even pretending to care either. What a fantastic town.

I'm going to carve a pumpkin tonight. I haven't completely decided on a design, but I know that I need to step up my game after Scotty G completed this masterpiece the other night. Whatever your political views, you have to admit this is pretty impressive! Yes we carve!

World Series prediction: The Rays are flying high right now. I would rather have my team riding some momentum into the Series than having more than a week off and setting the pitching rotation. The Rays can hit any kind of pitcher. They can adjust to Blanton's heat, Cole's changeup, or Jamie Moyer's batting practice pitches. I think the bullpens are pretty even with maybe a slight edge to the Phillies but it will certainly be interesting to see how David Price is used at the end of ballgames by Rays' manager Joe Maddon. It is scary to think how good the Rays are going to be for years and years to come. I think the Phillies come out strong tonight behind a strong performance by Cole Hamels. Rays win Game 2 and then ride the wave into Philly winning 2 out of 2 games and then finishing in front of the home crowd in 6 games. Rays in 6. There's your pick. I'm just ready for some baseball.

Turn the Light Off

Per CNN, Barack Obama doesn't sweat. They just thought you should know.

I'm ready to return from my baseball vacation. I got another solid three months in me of analyzing pitch sequences for three hours every night.

How come there are no movies about modern-day actors? You're telling me there hasn't been one compelling story about a living actor that could be depicted in a movie? Singers, athletes, politicians... they all get movies made about them before they even die. Actors don't. This is clearly discrimination by the movie industry against its own kind. Is it because they would all insist to play themselves and directors aren't so sure that Jack Nicholson would be convincing enough to play a young Jack Nicholson?

Speaking of Mr. Nicholson, The Dark Knight premieres this weekend. To say I'm a big Batman fan would be an understatement. I grew up on the old Adam West shows and I will be in attendance of the midnight show tonight. Obviously, this particular rendition will be exciting yet chilling due to the passing of Heath Ledger only in January. The following is what I wrote about Heath's death back in January:

"My favorite color is black. I realize that technically speaking black isn't even a color, rather the absence of color. However, I just like it. I don't think anyone would ever confuse me as goth, but I can see the attraction. Feeling the need to stand out, being rebellious and rooting for the "bad guy", having people perceive you as mysterious and dangerous. I get all that. I just hope my teenagers don't go throught that phase. I'm totally going to be the over-protective type of dad that has to give my daughters a full fledged inspection before they can leave the house.

So, growing up my favorite superhero was Batman. Batman was inherently a good guy, but there was a reason he was called the Dark Knight. Bruce Wayne had a troubled childhood after the murder of his parents, and had a hard time finding himself and what he wanted to accomplish. He was internally conflicted. He eventually decided to fight evil in Gotham to restitute what his father had started, but more so out of rage. He had maintained a level of anger after his parents' murders that fueled him day by day. Bruce Wayne was an extremely wealthy man. He understood, though, that money does not create happiness. Everyone has to decide for themselves where their root of personal satisfaction lies, and his was in fighting evil.

Fast forward from the comic realm to reality. I was saddened along with everyone else to hear of the passing of Heath Ledger. It's interesting that someone that I have had absolutely no contact with whatsoever can have an impact on me. Truthfully, most celebrity deaths aren't in the least bit numbing and I just accept them as the cyclical process of the way Hollywood works. Say good bye to a few, say hello to a few more. For whatever reason, Heath's death bothered me. Perhaps it's for selfish reasons because he is ironically enough in the new Batman movie coming out this summer. It's no secret that I'm a huge dork and invested in the entire Batman franchise. I think, though, that at my age it is finally resonating to me that no matter where you are in life it's very possible to be completely and totally unhappy. Authorities have already dismissed the possibility of suicide, which is encouraging. However, I don't think it would be unfair to say that Heath Ledger's life was a bit troubled. For all the money, all the fame, all the adoration from females he struggled to keep afloat in the sometimes unreachable stratum of satisfaction. He was undoubtedly uber-talented and had a bright future ahead of him. I was pumped to see him play the Joker in The Dark Knight this summer. Now, the whole production will take on a whole new context. A villain is gone, this time way too early. "

Butting Out

MySpace tells me that 4 people have read my blog today. That's so nice of you to do considering I haven't posted anything in over a week. You must be really bored or haven't stopped by in a while. Either way, it's good to see you again. Last week I was a little more concerned with training Jess on the Cat and getting my crap together on ZZL to have the time to write a blog. Now, I don't have to wake up at the badonkadunk crack of dawn so I'm not as mopey.

I think people get really lazy with words. Like making up new words. The first thing that comes to mind is butt cleavage. You remember butt cleavage. Jamie Lynn's older sister and other classy gals around Hollywood started the trend where they would wear their pants really low and show where the sun doesn't shine. Except for in their case the sun would shine because their parents were awful human beings and were probably too busy drinking mai tais than raising their kids. These are the kind of girls my grandma likes to call floozies. Ladies, you do not want to be a floozy. I'm not really sure what the requirements are, but I hear that One Night In Paris Hilton is giving out free lessons. Anyway, why call it butt cleavage anyway? Why not make up a new word? We already had cleavage. That was a perfect opportunity to start a verbal trend as well. Ariel did it. Why can't we? Other examples are hot, cool, sweet, and capillaries. One of those doesn't belong. Gordon from Sesame Street wants you to pick which one.

So yeah, I'm a rock jock now. This means I get to pause more in between sentences and act like I don't care that I'm here. Also, almost immediately I started growing chest hair and smoking 3 packs of cigarettes a day. The All-Request Lunch is a little different than the Lost 80's Lunch. It's pretty much a lot of the same songs we play anyway, just in a request format. So I'm not sure if I'll put up the playlist or not. Maybe I'll just write you a poem every day or possibly a sonnet. No chance I will write you a limerick though. Those things are downright difficult. If you have any suggestions, you can send me a message via the internets.

The weekend was good. I swam, rode my bike some, played basketball, ate ice cream, played video games, and watched baseball and fireworks. All that and I'm not even 8 years old. Amazing.

Oh, so it seems like my entire family is on Facebook now. So, I'm going to start posting these little blogs on Facebook as well.

Oh and one more thing. Big news. I got my 100th Obama is a Muslim e-mail today. They have now surpassed the donate money to an African prince notes and now only trail the Viagra offers. If all goes according to plan, however, they might just surpass all by November. I'll fill you in on the stats as we go along.

Ta ta for now.